The Stone's Angelic Currents

Written by Tamar Simone Weir

Power this creation 

An adaptation of home 

Wetness that sustains us 

A sensuality unexplainable 

But living in the rocks; visible in the stone

A space for the imagination 

A time in between where people come 

To sit inside 

To be held by the moment, not longing for more

More money 

More time

More objects 

More satisfaction 

More respect 

More 

The rocks here know how to provide 

Long before pussy and the vagina monologues 

This here existed 

The rocks communicated, centered their energy

Gathered the magical 

And let out a big moan 

A big cry

The flood of feeling found in the water 

Present; alive and well 

A list only found in the shimmering light 

Captivating and creative 

Feminine touches all up in this place 

And even if I closed my eyes 

I’d know the vaginas are everywhere

The form and spirals 

An orgy of parts 

Quarts and piedras de yo no se que 

Cactus covering up the loose ground 

And she feels called to place her hands 

On the tough edges and smoothed out bumps 

And drops from way up above 

Cause even in the darkness 

The source is near 

Found from within, a lesson of tenderness and forgiveness 

Trusting the gifts of sensuality 

And rejoicing in pure pleasure 

Water is our home 

The survival and rebirth

The beginning 

The womb, engulfed in the warm wetness

Thank you for teaching me to listen 

Put my hands out 

Receive all that is coming my way. 

The Stones Vulva